My phone buzzed, releasing me from my thoughts. Apparently Im missing out all of the fun from what the text stated. Crap fun is never actualy fun for alex which means Im late for practice, why have I completely forgoton about that. He always hates when he has to practice alone, especially before our concerts. Apparently im the one who taught him everything which he never stops reminding me although one day im going to remind him how you could possibly be the best half to someone, you know when I get the decency to bring it up. I wake up to the annoying yet appreciated bach on my phone alarm. I allow my leg to dangle off the bed to stretch and let out my screetching yawn mixed with aggrivation. The stupid cat my mom got as a graduation present left scratch marks on my door last night, And the fact that my alarm woke me up too late. I bolted out of my tangled sheets and ran to the kitchen already dressed, well from yesturday atleast. I grab the nearest coffee mug which is always atleast 5 feet away from me. Which I forgot to mention I absolutely love coffee now. Strange how you get to college and set new trends you never thought you would. I cleaned the demons cat litter box and put breakfast in the microwave which was usal now a days, a ham and cheese hot pocket. The most precious thing that alex introduced me to and I have every day to thank him for that and because he is my best friend.
